“My friend fled her abusive boyfriend and drove to my house. My house wasn’t safe, though. He followed her. He told us what he was going to do to us. I couldn’t even feel the physical hurt. Mentally, I just…left. That’s when Camie, my pit/lab mix, came barreling into the room. She was on top of him in the blink of an eye.”
NOPE. NOPE. NOPE.